After winning a battle, each general seems to have his own way of coping.
Zhenbei Hou likes to have barbecues on the spot,
Li Fusheng likes to eat human blood steamed buns in the sea of blood,
Tian Wujing just sits there In Pixiu, it seems that everything in front of him has nothing to do with him.
In the same way, compared with leading an army of 200,000 miles to fight thousands of miles and destroying half of the Jin Kingdom, what we have just experienced can only be regarded as a small fight.
The savage was defeated, completely defeated, and defeated without any temper. He couldn't beat him, he just couldn't beat him.
At the foot of Que Mu, there were many corpses lying, including those of the Yan people, and some of the savage warriors who had sworn to protect themselves to the death.
Ang Da is dead, he has fulfilled his oath;
Que Mu did not run away, even though the Nanhou of the Yan people seemed to have no intention of killing his savage general. There wasn't much urgency or urgency, but he still didn't run away.
Reason tells him that if he can leave at this time, it will be beneficial to the overall situation. Only then can he go back and tell the king that the Yan people are indeed as you said, really powerful and terrible.
As a general who commanded the army and showed off his bravery, it was undoubtedly the king's loss to die like this in battle.
Que Mu believed that Wang hoped that he would survive and go back, because Wang always seemed to maintain a terrifying calmness at all times.
But Que Mu didn’t want to run away, nor was he willing to escape.
At first, Onda persuaded himself to run and take his five thousand warriors with him. He refused, and insisted on summoning savage warriors from nearby tribes to help in the battle.
This is the result of his own insistence. He has to stay here and bear this responsibility.
The overall situation is too big and too tiring. He doesn’t want to care about it anymore. Now he just wants to die and fight to death...
Everyone is in the sky, Waiting for yourself, we will return to the embrace of the stars together.
However, the surrounding Yan cavalry were just swimming around him, as if they had regarded him as a fish in a net, waiting for orders from their superiors to decide how to cook themselves.
"Come on! Come on! Come on!"
Quemu staggered around and kept looking around, shouting loudly. He had run out of oil and the lamp was dry. Due to his injuries, he couldn't even muster the energy to run at this time, and could only barely maintain his balance while standing.
Come on,
Come up,
Kill me!
The Yan troops around him looked at him with a hint of teasing. From time to time, someone would shoot an arrow with a bow, but they deliberately did not hit the quemu, but shot in front of him or on his side.
People often hear a story about how an enemy treats a respectable opponent seriously, but the chance of such a story happening is very small, or maybe a big shot wants to show off his politics at this time. operate.
A group of Qiuba who have just experienced a fight and are already red-eyed, let them learn and respect each other.hand?
Does not exist.
Que Mu was very ashamed and angry. He wanted to die, but no one came up to give him the last blow. At this time, he was like a prey surrounded.
Liang Cheng's rear army had transformed into the front army to pursue the escape. The rest of the troops were resting on the spot, cleaning the battlefield, finishing the last blow, treating Pao Ze, and treating Pao Ze. From time to time, everyone also He would raise his head and look at Que Mu, who was still angry, as if watching an impromptu performance.
The Yan army won, but it was impossible without casualties. This performance was not so much for the entertainment of the living, but rather as a memorial to Pao Ze who had just died in the battle.
Zheng Fan took out his water bag and drank several sips. At this time, Tian Wujing had already dismounted and came to the circle.
"Come on, come on, come on..."
Que Mu is still shouting, he may know a little bit of Xia dialect, and his voice is already very hoarse.
Tian Wujing stood there, just looking at it without saying a word.
The surrounding knights of the Yan Army saw that their Marquis was silent and thought that the Marquis did not care about this, so they continued to tease the savage warrior.
Zheng Fan took off a coil of rope from his horse, walked over, and shouted to the cavalrymen beside him who were riding in circles:
"Shoot him Legs!"
The words of the celebrities around Mr. Hou still work.
At that moment, several knights opened their bows and shot arrows. Que Mu had lost the ability to move around, and both of his legs were struck by arrows and fell to the ground.
Zheng Fan threw the rope to a knight beside him and said:
"Tie it up, drag it behind the horse, and go for a swim with the nearby tribes!"< /p>
"Yes."
Like a horse, a rope was tied to Que Mu who had just kneeled on the ground, and then he was dragged to the ground by the horse. Hundreds of knights It roared up, dragging Que Mu, who was struggling and howling on the ground, away.
Tian Wujing was noncommittal about Zheng Fan's measures, walked to Pixiu and sat down.
Zheng Fan also came over and asked:
"Master Hou, do we want to camp?"
We can wait for the 20,000 people behind. Cavalry, that is, the left and right armies.
"No, let the soldiers take a rest, we will continue eastward."
"What about these nearby tribes?"
"Leave it to the ones behind. The left and right armies went to clean up."
Zheng Fan breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. As long as these tribes can be swept away, a large number of savage slaves, as well as a large number of cattle, sheep and horses will become Yan people. of trophies.
Tian Wujing seemed to have seen through Zheng Fan's thoughts,
said:
"Why, are you afraid of losing money?"
Zheng Fan had a shy smile on his face, nodded sincerely, and said:
"I'm a little scared."
"War. Not doing business.”
“The general will understand, but the general will know better. A losing battle, like a losing business, will not last long. ”
“There is something in your words. ”
“Master Hou is wise, I just came up with this idea. Master Hou, the savages in the snowy fields are much stronger than the savages who will eventually be suppressed in the Tianduan Mountains. "
"Go on. "
"The general feels that the Marquis led his army into the snowy field this time not to complete his victory in one battle and completely eradicate the savages in the snowy field, because... they cannot be eradicated at all. "
Tian Wujing looked at Zheng Fan.
Zheng Fan continued:
"Just like the desert, the Zhenbei Army can defeat any enemy facing the enemy. The barbarians are still unable to eliminate them, because the desert is too useless for us, Dayan, and we, Dayan, have no way to completely lock and encircle the desert with cities and walls like the Qian Kingdom. ”
This is just like in another world. The control of the border areas by the Central Plains dynasties is often controlled in times of prosperity and lost in times of decline, because the cost of controlling them is too high. Yes, when the dynasty is strong, it can be played in the name of expanding the territory, but when the dynasty is not so strong, it becomes a burden.
"The same goes for the wild people of the Snowfield. Our army set out from Shengle City. Entering the snowfield, this is just the borderland for the wild people in the snowfield. Even with the elite of the Jingnan Army, it will take more than ten days to cross the Tianduan Mountains to get here, and then march into the depths of the snowfield. It will be really vast. Boundless, the army's supplies, reinforcements, and military information transmission will all be greatly hindered. In fact, the snowfield is more like another desert to a certain extent. "
Tian Wujing pointed at Zheng Fan,
and said:
"I understand what you mean, since the snowfield belongs to me, Dayan. Another desert, then you, Zheng Chengshou, just want to be another Zhenbei Marquis of Dayan? ”
“A soldier who doesn’t want to be a marquis is not a good soldier. ”
“This is somewhat interesting. "
"Marquis, I don't dare to hope for a marquis. It is hard to get a title with a different surname from Dayan, but I am willing to use the responsibility of guarding Shengle City to reduce the wild people in the snow field on Dayan's behalf. "
This place can be fought, but it cannot be occupied. If you win, you still have to leave. Once you leave, people will come back.
Jin People have been cutting down savages for hundreds of years, and at the end of the day, the Tianduan Mountains are still densely populated with savage settlements. Every time they chop, another stubble grows, and the swords are blunted, and there are still many savages.
So, there are still many savages. We can follow the example of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion, greeting these neighbors every now and then, and trying to prevent them from having a unified political power, and secondly, to prevent their population from growing too fast.
"This matter, I can't make the decision. ”
To use one city to exercise the responsibility of controlling the Snow Plains is not just as simple as a city guard. It must at least be divided into a military region like the Jingnan Army and the Zhenbei Army.
p>Zheng Fan lowered his head
"However, I will make a proposal to His Majesty for you, but Zheng Chengshou. ”
“The end will be here. ”
“No matter how much belly you have, you will eat as much food as you want. I am afraid that you will eat too much at once and be full.” ”
“Master Hou, more than a year ago, Mo Jiang was just the young owner of an inn in Hutou City, surrounded by a few mediocre and stupid guys who had no ability except eating;
p>But now, the general is able to build the city. The Marquis said that the general has some merchant habits. The general thinks there is nothing wrong with this. At least he will be able to run a business. ”
The implication is, let me do this job, I don’t want the treasury to spend more money.
I can run without eating grass!
Tian Wu Jing was noncommittal,
Zheng Fan did not dare to speak anymore,
After a while,
Tian Wujing said:
" You are impatient. "
"Master Hou, the last general is just..."
Tian Wujing nodded and said:
"I understand why you are anxious. "
"Master Hou, it's not..."
"Yu Li, your talents and qualifications are appreciated by me. Li Liangting also values you very much. Even Your Majesty, it's the same;
Yu Qing, you are the godfather of my unborn child.
So, regardless of emotion or reason, I will push you forward. ”
“General, thank you so much for your cultivation!” "
"No need to thank me. ”
“Thank you very much, Mr. Marquis and the princess!” "
Tian Wujing smiled,
reached out his hand and pushed away Zheng Fan who was kneeling in front of him,
cursed:
< p>“You, you, you are such a treacherous person. "Zheng Fan was pushed to the ground, but he still had a smile on his face and said:
"You are not the one who favored me, Lord Marquis. "
Tian Wujing sighed,
said:
"It would be a pity if you don't pick up Wei Zhonghe's class. "
"That can't be done, Lord Marquis, I haven't passed on the family line yet. When this battle is over, I will work hard when I get back and try to get some toys for the little Marquis or the little princess. Come with me.
Who dares to threaten them in the future..."
Tian Wujing lowered his head, looked at Zheng Fan, and asked:
"What will you do? ? "
Zheng Fan put away the smile on his face,
Hetian Wujing looked at each other,
he said word by word:
< p> "I will go and tell Mr. Hou immediately and ask Mr. Hou to teach them a lesson! ""Get out. ”